After a couple of months of bone-dry, cloudless weather, today, on the day of Southampton Pride, it is raining.
Proof, I think you'll find, that god *does* hate the gays.
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T and I will be in Southampton's Pride parade today, dampness n'all. We did it last year too, and it was lovely.
We have arrived at the #SouthamptonPride parade starting point.
It is... damp.
There are hundreds of people here, all getting drenched. Wonderful.
Something I enjoy about #SouthamptonPride is the number of people lining the sides of the road wearing rainbow clothes, waving pro-LGBTQ+ signs. Not just shoppers who happened to be there, but people who have actively chosen to go down and show support.
We are now home from #SouthamptonPride.
As much as we were enjoying the singing and dancing, the sudden drenching downpour combined with blustery winds was quite unpleasant. Particularly as I managed to break our umbrella.
It was a lovely morning of hanging around among likeminded people, vibing to fun music, and buying silly stickers from the artists who made them. Also, an entire roast pork dinner wrapped in a massive Yorkshire pudding. Nice.
Popped in to Cafe Thrive on the way back to the car to avail ourselves of an enormous slice of rainbow cake. Double nice.
The only dampener (aside from the rain), was the bunch of football cunts in the pub as we walked back to the car, chanting "There's only two fucking genders".
But there was maybe 20 of them, beered up with their mates and feeling cunty. Meanwhile, the rest of the city were enjoying themselves and enjoying being surrounded by happy people and bright colours.
T and I are just about visible in three of the photos in this gallery. Not that you'd know if you didn't know what to look for.
